For him i sing,
I raise the present on the past,
(as some perennial tree out of its roots, the present on the past,)
With time and space i him dilate and fuse the immortal laws,
To make himself by them the law unto himself. 4orKn0/H4J1iI0K2P6QwuOM1g9POEyqMolIX6LaiXMmkcMKwb7VsMFnDVSvVG40n
